American Idol Hangover
Thursday, April 27, 2006
I was able to catch the last episode of American Idol. The blond girl got booted out (I'm sorry I forgot her name). I was indifferent with the whole episode as none of my favorites (Kat, Chris and Taylor), I believed, were on the chopping block.

Then Andrea Bocelli sang. I don't know what it is with him but everytime I hear him singing, whether on the radio or on TV, I get goose bumps all over and the side of my eyes get filled with tears. Yes, I admit it, tears.

Anyway, the song's a great one. It definitely made my day. So here it goes:

Because We Believe

Guarda fuori e’gia’mattina Questo e’un giorno che ricorderai Alzati in fretta e vai C’è chi crede in te Non ti arrendere
Once in every life There comes a time We walk out all alone And into the light The moment won’t last but then, We remember it again When we close our eyes.

Like stars across the sky E per avvincere Tu dovrai vincere We were born to shine All of us here because we believe
Guarda avanti e non voltarti mai Accarezza con i sogni tuoi Le tue speranze e poi Verso il giorno che verrà C’è un traguardo là
Like stars across the sky E per avvincere Tu dovrai vincere We were born to shine All of us here because we believe
Non arrenderti Qualcuno è con te
Like stars across the sky We were born to shine E per avvincere Dovrai vincere E allora vincerai
 
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Puffing out what's inside
Wednesday, April 26, 2006

You. Yes, You. Out.


Pedicabo te. F*** you.


Pathetic. After weeks of finding ways not to think of you, the best that I can come up with is to curse you in Latin. Simply pathetic.

I want to move on. I need to move on. I need rebuild whats left in me after the big ruckus (yes, that's you, a big ruckus) suddenly decides she can't take the heat anymore and leaves me hanging out to dry.

And yet still you're there. Inside my head. Giving everything I experience, even the things I enjoy doing, a slightly bitter aftertaste because I know you're not there.

You're like an itch I can't quite scratch.

Maybe I just miss you. Maybe I just miss you a lot. Yes, even after everthing, nothing has changed.

That's just what eats me up inside. The fact that I'm here, miserable with you in my mind, and you're there, living la dolce vita.

Pedicabo te. F*** you.

Note: Bwiset ka, lakas talaga ng kamandag mo. If this still doesn't work, I'll try cursing you in Greek.

 
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Papatulan ko na rin
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Got this from her royal highness, Queen Alpha:

You Are 26% Evil

A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well.
In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.
How Evil Are You?


Gee, this doesn't bode well for my plans of world domination.

You Are 28% Abnormal

You are at medium risk for being a psychopath. It is somewhat likely that you have no soul.

You are at low risk for having a borderline personality. It is unlikely that you are a chaotic mess.

You are at low risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is unlikely that you are in love with your own reflection.

You are at medium risk for having a social phobia. It is somewhat likely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement.

You are at low risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is unlikely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer.
How Abnormal Are You?


Haha there's nothing wrong with me. Its the rest of the world that's not normal.

You Are Scary

You even scare scary people sometimes!
How Scary Are You?


What the f***?

Your Love Element Is Metal

In love, you inspire and respect your partner.
For you, love is all about fusing together for one incredible life experience.

You attract others with wit and a bit of flash.
Your flirting style is defined by making others want and value you.

Greatness and optimism are the cornerstones of your love life.
You may let go too easily, but you never get weighed down by your past.

You connect best with: Earth

Avoid: Fire

You and another Metal element: will control and smother each other
What Element Is Your Love?


I was hoping it'd be water.

Your Love Life Secrets Are

Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.

You're a little scarred from your past relationships, but who isn't?

You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.

In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm.

Break-ups can be painful for you, but you never show it. You hold your head high.
Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed


Me? Picky? Gusto ko lang naman sa babae maganda, mahilig ngumiti, brown-eyed, about 5'4" in height, maputi, matangos ang ilong, mabait, maganda ang buhok, laging naka skirt, God-fearing, malambing... etc. :)

You Are Sunshine

Soothing and calm
You are often held up by others as the ideal
But too much of you, and they'll get burned

You are best known for: your warmth

Your dominant state: connecting
What Type of Weather Are You?


Hahaha oh my. Levs di ko sinsadya yan. :)
 
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Papatayin natin sila
Monday, April 24, 2006
They call it the balance. I call it the hypocritical bullshit.

Constantine's on HBO last night.

Fairly good movie. Not to mention all the ugly demons and half-breeds made all the noisy kids in the house suddenly quiet. So i guess that would have made my day.

But then Keanu's meager attempt to explain his profound views on the balance just ruined it all.

Was he paid enough to do that project?

He's an actor for pete's sake. That means he's being paid to act.

I don't know. I just believe its a big mistake to cast him as John Constantine. They should have gone with someone who has a bit more talent. I'm sorry to his fans out there
 
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Monkey Wisdom
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Asante sana squash banana...

I've just been reminded of a some very nice lines in the Lion King (in my opinion one of the best animated films to ever grace the big screen)

*Rafiki, the old baboon, just hit Simba with his stick*

Simba: Ouch! Jeez! What did you do that for?

Rafiki: It doesn't matter. It's in the past.

Simba: Yeah, but it still hurts.

Rafiki: Oh yes, the past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it or learn from it.

Great movie. I love every bit of it. Not to mention hearing the voices of James Earl Jones and Jeremy Irons just made it an acoustic experience to boot.
 
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Congratulations
The rest of those who have gone before us cannot steady the unrest of those who are left behind.

Congratulations to future Atty. Chris for passing his UP Law interview. Astig ka.

Congratulations din sa mga gagraduate na from our beloved university.

Good luck to you guys.

Libre!!!!! Hahahaha!!!
 
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A Farce of a Farce
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Will I lose my dignity? Will someone care?
Will I wake tomorrow from this nightmare?



They say that history repeating itself is a farce. What then is the farce of a farce? If there is any word for it then that would be what my life is right now. One whole big shitty farce.

You're taught to dream big, to aim high. And so that's what you do. You're just starting to get the updraft when life slaps you in the face and you start to fall. You try to shrug it off, to keep your legs moving, your wings flapping, your engine running, but you're still falling. And then you find yourself at the bottom. Hoping for a second chance.

Then you got one.

And this time you're determined to not to let anything ruin it. But then life goes at you again, and then WHAM! You fall even harder than the first time. And the you ask yourself, "Why the HELL didn't you just stay down? You could've just saved yourself the trouble."

But no, I had to fight, I had to have my way. But here I am, way out of my way. Leagues from where I'm supposed to be going.
 
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Snakes
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
I just had a nightmare last night. It was raining and I was in a corner, half-naked and shivering violently in the cold. There are snakes around me. As far as my I can se. They're just there. With their heads propped up, their forked tongue in and out of their mouths, their eyes staring hungrily at me while their hisses they make seem like silent laughter. It was too much I couldn't take it so I screamed.

There seems to be a lot of snakes lately.

No, I'm not talking of the figurative kind. I'm talking of those long creepy creatures with forked tongues slithering this way and that on their bellies.

Their all over the news for some time now. Some are wild, only God knows how they ended up in the streets of Metro Manila. Others are just household pets who got lost. Household pets! One guy even said he keeps one to control the rat population in his house. Makes me want to keep one in our org tambayan to help with our mickey mouse . Or maybe not. That would freak people out even more than the rat does. It would freak me out. I have serious issues with snakes. Serious.

I really cant understand the reason why anyone would want to keep them as a pet. I mean, a dog is a pet. Cats, no matter how I hate them, they're pets. Birds are nice pets. Fishes and turtles are nice, but snakes?

I don't know, maybe its just me. No offense to snake lovers out there. I just really hate snakes.
 
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Home
Monday, April 17, 2006
Ever since I left to study in Manila, I have always found it hard to go back to my hometown even for the holdays. I figured there is nothing I can gain from going back to the place I've been all my life. I guess I figured wrong.
Its Easter Sunday, so as always, I went to mass with the whole clan. And I mean the whole clan. If someone threw a grenade in our midst at that moment, that would be the end of our entire family.

So there I was, sitting in one of the pews, looking at our old church. It really didn’t change that much over the years, just like the people attending the mass. Most of the people attending the mass, other than our clan, were the same people going to church for as long as I can remember. Everything’s the same. Or so I thought.

It turns out time can really leave their mark on the things you've known all my life. The mass is starting, and as the priest passes by our pew, I notice his now creased face and already gray hair. By this time I'm no longer distracted by the pretty girl sitting in front of me but by the baby in her arms, the one who looks ominously like the big ugly guy
sitting next to her. Some guys just have all the luck.

The funny thing is, eventhough things changed a lot where I grew up, it still retains that feeling of familiarity, it still gives that sense of comfort and security that makes it my very own sanctuary.
It is only there that I can leave my car parked in the streets with the doors unlocked and still sleep well. Its only there that I can whip out my cellular phone at any time of the day, without the fear of anyone snatching it. I can walk the streets in the middle of the night without fear of being mugged. It is there that I felt truly rested.
 
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